For the second time (although for loyal readers, they know this was the first), this author will bring you Alpha Ryker’s POV in the next chapter! So stay tuned!
Alpha Ryker POV I put my hand on her shoulder and pushed her slightly away from me. “Alana, no,” I warned her. “Why not?” She placed her hand on the back of my neck, her thumb was caressing my skin up and down. “Everyone’s wearing a mask, no one will know. Plus I’m pretty sure people are going to start making out like last year anytime soon.” She laughed, shaking her head. “Come on, just one kiss.” My hand reached for her hand and took it off of me before letting it go. “I said no.” Alana narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Are you in love with her already?” I let the words sink in my brain for a few moments before I answered her question truthfully,“No.” It was true, I was not in love with Xyrra. At least, not yet
I stayed for a while with Dmitry, drinking and looking at the night sky. We didn’t really talk, instead, we enjoyed each other’s company in this comfortable silence. Dmitry finished most of the drink as if it was water and not Russian vodka — probably one of the strongest liquors there was, while I only took a sip here and there, mainly because I still wanted my head attached to my neck when I woke up in the morning. After a while, I decided to head back inside. “I’m gonna head back inside. Someone needs to make sure none of these punks break anything.”
Xyrra POVThe moment the door was closed, he pushed me up against the wall. Personal space no longer existed as his thick forearms settled on either side of my head, caging me in until I was surrounded by his brute strength and he was all
I woke up with a slight headache. I hadn’t been drinking much but the whole thing that had gone down last night was a bit much for me. If I recall correctly, Trish had dropped Davina at her house last night since she was the only one of us who was sobered enough to drive a vehicle. Although I’d insisted on the three of us sleeping in my bedroom and having a sleepover, one look at Trish and I knew she wouldn’t agree. She still had that reluctance of entering Luna's bedroom. I wasn’t sure what her deal was and started to wonder if Ryker had specifically given her an order and forbidden her from ever enterin
The woman smiled, her eyes crinkled kindly as she did so. “I’m Tiffany Summers, née Cromwell.”Since the woman was obviously too young to be Ryker’s mother, I immediately assumed she was either his sister or cousin. “Are you Ryker’s sister?”
Alpha Ryker’s POV‘Someone is jealous,’
Xyrra’s POVI felt relief once the two siblings finally stop arguing yet I couldn’t shake Tiffany’s words earlier.
The moment he let out a sigh, I knew he wouldn’t be on board with this. I could simply tell before he even voiced his reluctance. “Xy, I don’t know what to tell you. These sorceresses, these witches, we couldn’t trust them. I foolishly let myself trust her once and it cost me a lot. I hurt people that I didn’t want to hurt and —” he sighed again, “what they said about you was nothing but a lie. You are alive and that’s what matters most. I really don’t think you should meet them.”